More songs by PLK
More songs by Gazo
Description
It's a remarkable night: lipstick on a glass, Mercedes engines whispering along the embankment, and all around, people with a ‘everything is beautiful, even if it's useless’ attitude. Here, romance is measured in brands and steps on the catwalk, and regret sounds in a repeating refrain - it seems to have worked out, but there is no point. It is amusing to observe how careful theatricality coexists with weary recognition - as if someone had rehearsed the performance for a long time, but in the end shrugged and left.
The rhythm is seasoned with Hennessy, cigarette sparks and cold-blooded irony: desires louder than words, and bodies that speak more honestly than promises. This is not a gloomy confession, but a diary entry after a stormy night - a little cynical, a little warm, with the feeling that you can run further while the engine is still warm.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hey, han, hey, han, hey, han (Boumi')
Gazo
La mala est gangx, PLK
(You know, I don't like to do that)
Elle m'dit qu'ça mène à rien, pourtant j'ai fait ça bien, moi
J'ai pas su la piquer, c'est mieux qu'j'mette la fuite
J'avoue ça mène à rien, pourtant j'ai fait ça bien, moi
J'ai pas su la piquer, c'est mieux qu'j'mette la fuite, ouais
J'avoue ça sert à rien
Tu, tu, tu verras plus ma face, nan
Côté d'moi, j'sentirai plus ta fesse, nan
Eh, plus dans ma life, t'étais dedans
Si tu cherches la de-mer et bah, t'es dedans
Tu verras plus ma face, nan
Côté d'moi, j'sentirai plus ta fesse, nan (ouh, oui)
Plus dans ma life, t'étais dedans
Si tu cherches la de-mer et bah t'es dedans
Rouge à lèvres sur le verre, elle veut être sûre de plaire (je l'sais)
Une go du 9.2 (ah oui), donc elle tire sur le teh (teh)
Mercedes sur les quais (niuum) AMG sur les clés
Cinq chiffres, le showcase, ouais (uh-huh)
Mon kho, il faut becqueter, eh (bang, bang)
Donne-moi un rouge, j'fais un bleu
Avec un sablé, j'fais un verre (je l'sais)
Donne-moi un briquet, j'fais un feu (feu)
Donne-moi un feu, j'fais l'enfer (pah-pah-pah), eh-eh
L'attitude d'un OG à l'ancienne comme O'Shea à Man U (eh, eh)
J'aime pas les "baby, I love you" (non)
J'préfère les fesses qui claquent, faire le spectacle comme Rooney au Camp Nou
Ça mène à rien (rien), pourtant j'ai fait ça bien, moi
J'ai pas su la piquer, c'est mieux qu'j'mette la fuite
J'avoue ça mène à rien (rien), pourtant j'ai fait ça bien (ouh)
J'ai pas su la piquer (non), c'est mieux qu'j'mette la fuite (non, non), ouais
J'avoue ça sert à rien
Tu, tu, tu verras plus ma face, nan
Côté d'moi, j'sentirai plus ta fesse, nan
Eh, plus dans ma life, t'étais dedans
Si tu cherches la de-mer et bah t'es dedans
Tu verras plus ma face, nan
Côté d'moi, j'sentirai plus ta fesse, nan
Plus dans ma life, t'étais dedans
Si tu cherches la de-mer et bah t'es dedans
J'fais qu'trimballer mon Nine (j'trimballe toujours un Glock)
Trop d'ennemis, ils veulent m'enlever mon âme (grrah, grrah, boom), eh
Sous Hennessy, mon démon fait des drames (suce ma bite), eh
Mes prières feront m'éloigner des flammes (hey, hey)
Mal en point, trop consommer, donc soudainement, je plane (je plane)
Non, le temps n'attend pas, rien à changer, on pousse, on vit, on fane (on fane)
Ouais j'suis sur des plavons, t'as peur, si tu voyais t'aurais mal au crâne (au crâne)
C'est d'la zéro-neuf, j'ai que d'la re-pu, c'pas du Doliprane (Doliprane)
Ça mène à rien (rien), pourtant j'ai fait ça bien, moi
J'ai pas su la piquer, c'est mieux qu'j'mette la fuite
J'avoue ça mène à rien (rien), pourtant j'ai fait ça bien, moi
J'ai pas su la piquer (non), c'est mieux qu'j'mette la fuite, ouais (non, non)
J'avoue ça sert à rien
Tu, tu, tu verras plus ma face, nan (ouh)
Côté d'moi, j'sentirai plus ta fesse, nan
Eh, plus dans ma life, t'étais dedans
Si tu cherches la de-mer et bah t'es dedans (ouh, oui)
Tu verras plus ma face (pah-pah-pah), nan
Côté d'moi, j'sentirai plus ta fesse (pah-pah, pah-pah), nan (nan, nan, nan, nan)
Plus dans ma life, t'étais dedans
Si tu cherches la de-mer et bah t'es dedans (t'es dedans)
English translation
Hey, han, hey, han, hey, han (Boumi')
Gazo
The mala is gangx, PLK
(You know, I don't like to do that)
She tells me it leads to nothing, yet I did it well
I didn't know how to steal it, it's better that I run away
I admit it leads to nothing, yet I did it well
I didn't know how to steal it, it's better that I run away, yeah
I admit it's useless
You, you, you won't see my face anymore, no
Next to me, I won't feel your butt anymore, no
Eh, no longer in my life, you were in it
If you're looking for the de-mer and well, you're in it
You won't see my face anymore, no
Next to me, I won't feel your butt anymore, no (ooh, yes)
No longer in my life, you were in it
If you are looking for the de-mer and well you are in it
Lipstick on the glass, she wants to be sure to please (I know)
A 9.2 go (ah yes), so it pulls on the teh (teh)
Mercedes on the docks (niuum) AMG on the keys
Five figures, the showcase, yeah (uh-huh)
My kho, you have to peck, eh (bang, bang)
Give me a red, I'll make a blue
With a shortbread, I make a drink (I know)
Give me a lighter, I'll make a fire (fire)
Give me a fire, I'll make hell (pah-pah-pah), eh-eh
The attitude of an old school OG like O'Shea at Man U (eh, eh)
I don't like "baby, I love you" (no)
I prefer smacking buttocks, putting on a show like Rooney at the Camp Nou
It leads to nothing (nothing), yet I did it well, me
I didn't know how to steal it, it's better that I run away
I admit it leads to nothing (nothing), yet I did it well (ooh)
I didn't know how to prick her (no), it's better that I run away (no, no), yeah
I admit it's useless
You, you, you won't see my face anymore, no
Next to me, I won't feel your butt anymore, no
Eh, no longer in my life, you were in it
If you are looking for the de-mer and well you are in it
You won't see my face anymore, no
Next to me, I won't feel your butt anymore, no
No longer in my life, you were in it
If you are looking for the de-mer and well you are in it
I just carry around my Nine (I always carry around a Glock)
Too many enemies, they want to take my soul (grrah, grrah, boom), eh
Under Hennessy, my demon is acting out (suck my dick), eh
My prayers will keep me away from the flames (hey, hey)
Unwell, consuming too much, so suddenly I'm high (I'm high)
No, time doesn't wait, nothing to change, we push, we live, we fade (we fade)
Yeah I'm on the rocks, you're afraid, if you saw you'd have a headache (headache)
It's zero-nine, I only have re-pu, it's not Doliprane (Doliprane)
It leads to nothing (nothing), yet I did it well, me
I didn't know how to steal it, it's better that I run away
I admit it leads to nothing (nothing), yet I did it well, myself
I didn't know how to prick her (no), it's better that I run away, yeah (no, no)
I admit it's useless
You, you, you won't see my face anymore, no (ooh)
Next to me, I won't feel your butt anymore, no
Eh, no longer in my life, you were in it
If you're looking for the de-mer and well you're in (ooh, yes)
You won't see my face anymore (pah-pah-pah), no
Next to me, I won't feel your butt anymore (pah-pah, pah-pah), no (no, no, no, no)
No longer in my life, you were in it
If you're looking for the de-mer and well you're in (you're in)